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My first, when skilfully performed
(Its doer by applauses warmed),
Bespeaks both skill and vigour.
When with my whole, so soft and light,
I saw my second gay bedight,
She made a splendid figure.

is solved by Feather.

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The man who rates the common tares
Above the aster chaste.
Stare as he may, the world declares
Is not a man of taste.
And, though my sympathy he shares,
No tears on him I’ll waste.

The words in italics have the same letters.

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